He was never a fan of you for some reason. Sure he was mature but the second you two were in the same room? Nonstop bickering.

Today in the training room you two started bickering about sparring positions. Only for him to trip you.

“Oh no what a shame I didn’t see your ankle there.” he spoke with a condescending tone as he looked down at you. With that twinkle of spite in his eye through his balaclava.